BreeishSep 21, 2015Sep 21, 2015 at 07:09 PM
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ESO @name: @Breeish
Character Name: La'Jazura
Also goes by: Jaz
Race: Khajiit
Age: 28
Sex: Female
Martial Status: Complicated
Physical Description
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Jaz doesn't stick out much, and she likes it that way. Her fur is a dusky gray, with spots. She has very old scars across her nose from her kittenhood but they've faded with time. She's slender, and can't grow a mane, but she does have tufts on the tips of her ears. Her most striking feature is probably her eyes, large and sky blue. She doesn't wear colors that make her noticeable, nor clothes that are revealing. She tries to appear mundane, and is not very wordy. She can be easily forgotten about, and can disappear into a small crowd or mottled shadows while being stared directly at.
Her movements are like liquid however, and it does draw attention. Jaz must put conscious effort into doing what she considers "stumbling clumsily about" like everyone else. While fighting, it becomes obvious, as she weaves gracefully around her enemy's flailing and waits for them to tire before she makes her strike.
Personality
Oh how Jaz is so intrigued by magic! and sadly so terrible at it. She finds her self transfixed by magic and mages alike. Her eyes widen like full moons at the sight. Jaz has a thing for those that can do magic, and will sometimes try a little to hard to get to know them.
A locked door is a challenge, and a secret is something meant to be discovered. Anything trying to keep her out must have something good within, and anything trying to keep her in must be escaped. Jaz is often going where she shouldn't be, just because she can. Her natural grace has given her deft hands as well, she enjoys picking locks and sometimes pockets, for the thrill more than the need.
Quiet, though not by nature, a rough childhood can do that too. She learned long ago to try not to draw attention to herself or make too much chatter, though if she gets drunk or alone with someone she feels comfortable around she can be more open. She's always been terrible at lying, and has gotten herself into trouble by being brutally honest. She prefers to keep her mouth shut lest she dig her own grave some day.
Jaz never plans for the future, for that only means disappointment. She has a hard time trusting, and never gives someone her trust twice. She usually expects the worst, and rarely takes people at their word.
La'Jazura was afflicted with lycanthropy around 11 years old, though she went feral at first, she holds a lot of regrets about that dark time and has reigned it in. Occasionally however, she has nightmares of that control slipping. She tends to stick to the shadows, running from confrontation to avoid risking the wolf bursting forth.
Background
La'Jazura would be hard pressed to talk about her past, her early kittenhood is somewhat of a blur. She never knew her father, other than a few short tales her grandmother told her. She lived with her mother and grandmother, always on the move. They would join traveling merchant groups for a few months before breaking off to live somewhere else. She believes they were on the run but she doesn't think she was ever told why. One of her most clear early memories is of a night when they had recently settled in a crowded city. She was awoken by much yelling and possibly sounds of fighting. Her grandmother picked her up and climbed out of the window with her. She remembers grandmother pleading with a Bosmer to take her, and a long journey to Valenwood. She never heard from her mother or grandmother again, and has convinced herself she doesn't care.
Valenwood was Jaz's home for meany years. Nobody really took her in, and the one that brought her was angry and cruel. He saw her as a burden, and would often punish her for anything he could come up with. Jaz would run away fro days at a time. Eventually, she found herself the target of a hungry werewolf. Though her skills in the shadows helped her escape, she was afflicted. Her first years as a lycan she went feral. With no family or close friends and a lot of anger, she let the wolf take full control. Most of that time is foggy in her memory and she tries not to think about it much, though deep down she has a lot of regrets. When her anger had worn away and she could feel the pain of her isolation she began to take control of the wolf. Nowadays Jaz uses the wolf most sparingly, and tries very hard to make sure nobody is ever watching when she does.
Jaz eventually left Valenwood to see the city. and deep down hoped to maybe find her mother. There her skills landed her in a group of young pick-pockets struggling to survive, Jaz was aloof, having not really been close to anyone in a long time, and was terrified of her own control over her lycanthropy. She had a hard time making friends, though she was respected for her skill. She eventually had a falling out with the leader, and felt the wolf beneath waiting to surface again during a confrontation. She ran from the group that day and lived alone on the streets for a time. She met a young but impassioned Altmer mage. His intelligence and affinity for magic left her smitten. He realized her skills would be useful to him. They had a whirlwind romance, but soon she found herself at the hands of his tests and often... abuse. She tried very hard to please him, He would often talk down to her for being so poor at magic. He spoke of how tawdry her rouge-like abilities were, yet demanded she use them for him again and again. She retrieved many ill-gotten supplies for his projects, and caused many mishaps for his rivals. As he rose in power and popularity, he turned on La'Jazura, telling her a Khajiit would not do for his image. He began courting an Atlmer noble to the public, and resorted to everything from empty promises to blackmail to keep La'Jazura at his beck and call when needed.
Finally, When she was no longer so blinded, she got out from the shadow of her former love. she returned to Valenwood and once more thought to go deep into the forest and return feral as a method of coping, but found herself instead in a Bosmer village, seeing the people and the trees with new eyes.
Character Name: La'Jazura
Also goes by: Jaz
Race: Khajiit
Age: 28
Sex: Female
Martial Status: Complicated
Physical Description
image no longer hosted — https://i.imgur.com/QxqXraT.png[/img]Jaz doesn't stick out much, and she likes it that way. Her fur is a dusky gray, with spots. She has very old scars across her nose from her kittenhood but they've faded with time. She's slender, and can't grow a mane, but she does have tufts on the tips of her ears. Her most striking feature is probably her eyes, large and sky blue. She doesn't wear colors that make her noticeable, nor clothes that are revealing. She tries to appear mundane, and is not very wordy. She can be easily forgotten about, and can disappear into a small crowd or mottled shadows while being stared directly at.
Her movements are like liquid however, and it does draw attention. Jaz must put conscious effort into doing what she considers "stumbling clumsily about" like everyone else. While fighting, it becomes obvious, as she weaves gracefully around her enemy's flailing and waits for them to tire before she makes her strike.
Personality
Oh how Jaz is so intrigued by magic! and sadly so terrible at it. She finds her self transfixed by magic and mages alike. Her eyes widen like full moons at the sight. Jaz has a thing for those that can do magic, and will sometimes try a little to hard to get to know them.
A locked door is a challenge, and a secret is something meant to be discovered. Anything trying to keep her out must have something good within, and anything trying to keep her in must be escaped. Jaz is often going where she shouldn't be, just because she can. Her natural grace has given her deft hands as well, she enjoys picking locks and sometimes pockets, for the thrill more than the need.
Quiet, though not by nature, a rough childhood can do that too. She learned long ago to try not to draw attention to herself or make too much chatter, though if she gets drunk or alone with someone she feels comfortable around she can be more open. She's always been terrible at lying, and has gotten herself into trouble by being brutally honest. She prefers to keep her mouth shut lest she dig her own grave some day.
Jaz never plans for the future, for that only means disappointment. She has a hard time trusting, and never gives someone her trust twice. She usually expects the worst, and rarely takes people at their word.
La'Jazura was afflicted with lycanthropy around 11 years old, though she went feral at first, she holds a lot of regrets about that dark time and has reigned it in. Occasionally however, she has nightmares of that control slipping. She tends to stick to the shadows, running from confrontation to avoid risking the wolf bursting forth.
Background
La'Jazura would be hard pressed to talk about her past, her early kittenhood is somewhat of a blur. She never knew her father, other than a few short tales her grandmother told her. She lived with her mother and grandmother, always on the move. They would join traveling merchant groups for a few months before breaking off to live somewhere else. She believes they were on the run but she doesn't think she was ever told why. One of her most clear early memories is of a night when they had recently settled in a crowded city. She was awoken by much yelling and possibly sounds of fighting. Her grandmother picked her up and climbed out of the window with her. She remembers grandmother pleading with a Bosmer to take her, and a long journey to Valenwood. She never heard from her mother or grandmother again, and has convinced herself she doesn't care.
Valenwood was Jaz's home for meany years. Nobody really took her in, and the one that brought her was angry and cruel. He saw her as a burden, and would often punish her for anything he could come up with. Jaz would run away fro days at a time. Eventually, she found herself the target of a hungry werewolf. Though her skills in the shadows helped her escape, she was afflicted. Her first years as a lycan she went feral. With no family or close friends and a lot of anger, she let the wolf take full control. Most of that time is foggy in her memory and she tries not to think about it much, though deep down she has a lot of regrets. When her anger had worn away and she could feel the pain of her isolation she began to take control of the wolf. Nowadays Jaz uses the wolf most sparingly, and tries very hard to make sure nobody is ever watching when she does.
Jaz eventually left Valenwood to see the city. and deep down hoped to maybe find her mother. There her skills landed her in a group of young pick-pockets struggling to survive, Jaz was aloof, having not really been close to anyone in a long time, and was terrified of her own control over her lycanthropy. She had a hard time making friends, though she was respected for her skill. She eventually had a falling out with the leader, and felt the wolf beneath waiting to surface again during a confrontation. She ran from the group that day and lived alone on the streets for a time. She met a young but impassioned Altmer mage. His intelligence and affinity for magic left her smitten. He realized her skills would be useful to him. They had a whirlwind romance, but soon she found herself at the hands of his tests and often... abuse. She tried very hard to please him, He would often talk down to her for being so poor at magic. He spoke of how tawdry her rouge-like abilities were, yet demanded she use them for him again and again. She retrieved many ill-gotten supplies for his projects, and caused many mishaps for his rivals. As he rose in power and popularity, he turned on La'Jazura, telling her a Khajiit would not do for his image. He began courting an Atlmer noble to the public, and resorted to everything from empty promises to blackmail to keep La'Jazura at his beck and call when needed.
Finally, When she was no longer so blinded, she got out from the shadow of her former love. she returned to Valenwood and once more thought to go deep into the forest and return feral as a method of coping, but found herself instead in a Bosmer village, seeing the people and the trees with new eyes.
Edited Sep 23, 2015 at 11:45 AM by 0
RaccoonismSep 22, 2015